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Out of the police station, Yang Zimei's mood was very heavy, and he didn't have much clue.

"Don't worry, Mei Mei, I'll go back to Beijing now to help you find out."

Long seeing her sad look day by day, and feeling very sad, hugging her shoulders, "As long as Song Xuan's life is currently saved, it will always be fine."

Yang Zi nodded.

"I'll go back, too. I'll ask my uncle why it is."

Zhuge Yu said, "I will do my best to help you."

Yang Zimei looked up at Zhu Gezhen, "Thank you."

Immediately, her tone was cold again, "You can warn your uncle first if he does not release Mr. Song as soon as possible and restore Mr. Song's reputation. If he wants to be detrimental to Mr. Song, don't blame me. I don't care about your Zhuge family How terrible it is, if it hurts the person I care about, it's all amused! "

Her voice was not loud, but her bones were cold, especially her eyes, which were originally black and white, and beautiful and beautiful. At this time, it was cold like a hurricane in the deep sea, and people could not see a trace of emotion.

Zhuge's heart sank.

A Yang Zimei may not be enough to be afraid, but the dragon goes by ...

Hurry back to Beijing to persuade your uncle to let go, so that the whole family will not suffer.

The man and woman in front of them are not ordinary men and women.

Although he has a better relationship with Long Zhutian, and he can be regarded as the only friend, it is only his wishful thinking, and Long Zhuan keeps a certain distance from him.

In this world, the person he really cares about is Yang Zimei, not himself.

Zhu Gezhen quickly booked a ticket and flew back.

Long Zhutian also had to go back to the house to clean up briefly. Yang Zimei had wanted to go to see Lin Qingmei first, but he still felt that it would be better for him to go to Beijing early every day to check the situation.

She was unfamiliar with Zhugezhen and did not trust him.

Back at the house, Long looked reluctantly at the Gan Jiang Mo Xie lying in a wooden box, but never reached out to take them out.

The job will give him the feeling, like a BMW waiting to be tamed, must have a certain amount of time.

In order to avoid any problems, I'll leave it alone, but if everything is done, then slowly tame it.

He believes that it must belong to him!

Yang Zimei packed his things and sent him out the door.

After finally getting together, they had to leave again.

Yang Zimei looked at him reluctantly.

Long stretched out her hands and held her in her arms, kissed her hair for a while, "I will be back soon, and after I have good news, we will go to Zhouxi to find the ancient tomb and untie it That fan. "

"Ok."

Yang Zimei raised his head, reached out and touched the peach card between his neck. "This peach card must be worn well, don't lose it again."

"for sure."

Long rubbed her hair day by day, "Relax, don't like seeing your frown! I'll fix everything."

Yang Zi nodded heavily, "You must also pay attention to safety, call me every day!"

"That's for sure, I don't call you, it's definitely because the signal isn't available, but you don't have to worry about it, I have a Taomu card to protect me from death to death."

"Even if you can come back to life, but you are hurt, you will still hurt!"

"As long as it's not an injection, I'm not afraid of pain."

"Ha ha--"

Thinking of the scared shot that day, Yang Zimei couldn't help but smile slightly, his brows slightly stretched.

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